I'm Tim. I help your mom and dad stay happily in the home they love — the high light bulbs, the crawl-space air filter, the new router — and after every visit, I send you the full report.
Same face, every visit. Background-checked & insured.
Your parents don't need a caregiver — they're doing great. They just need what they used to have: somebody nearby. Somebody who shows up with a step ladder, stays in their lane, and treats your folks like family. That's the whole job. That's my job.
Every household has a running list of small stuff nobody's tall enough, steady enough, or patient enough to deal with. Leave the list to me.
Foyer chandeliers, porch lights, closet fixtures — anything that needs a ladder your dad shouldn't be on.
The chirp stops today. I check every unit in the house while I'm up there.
Including the one under the house. I crawl so nobody's father has to.
New internet, streaming apps, printer, video-calling the grandkids — set up and written down in plain English.
Sticky doors, wobbly handrails, loose towel bars, dripping faucet handles — tightened, patched, and done right.
Attic boxes down, holiday decorations up, furniture moved, new microwave lifted into place.
That bookshelf still in its box, the TV that belongs on the wall, the grab bar that belongs by the tub.
Gutters cleared, hoses disconnected before the freeze, porch steps checked, dryer vent cleaned.
Trust means staying in your lane. Georgia licenses home care and the skilled trades for good reason — so when a job needs a professional, I'll say so, help you find a great one, and happily be at the house to let them in.
Personal care, transportation, and meal services require a licensed Private Home Care Provider in Georgia. Electrical, plumbing, and HVAC systems require licensed trade contractors. I'll never blur those lines — that's a promise to your family.
P.S. — Your mom's tomatoes are looking incredible this year. She sent me home with squash.
You can't be there — that's the entire problem. So after every single visit, you get a report: when I arrived, what got done, photos of the work, and what I noticed that you'd want to know about. The wobbly step. The pile of unopened mail. The tomatoes.
It's the note a good nephew would leave on the counter — except it comes straight to your phone, every time, without asking.
A 15-minute call with you — the son or daughter. You tell me about your folks, the house, and what's been piling up on the list. You'll know within five minutes if I'm your guy.
The first visit is a $119 meet-and-greet with real work done — I'll knock out 3–4 things off the list while we get acquainted. If your mom doesn't like me, you don't pay. (She'll like me.)
A standing monthly visit, the same face at the door every time, priority when something pops up between visits — and your report after every single one.
No contracts. Cancel anytime. Gift it to your parents — I'll even hand-deliver the card.
Need more time? Additional hours are $75/hr for members. Bigger project? If it's over $2,500 it needs a licensed contractor — I'll help you find a good one and supervise the visit if you'd like.
I live right by Georgia Tech, which means I'm twenty minutes or less from most intown front porches. I started this because I watched my own grandparents insist — correctly — that they were fine, while a list of little things quietly grew into big things nobody was handling.
I'm not a franchise, an app, or a rotating cast of gig workers. When you sign up, you get me: the same person who learns where the breaker box is, which door sticks in the summer, and how your dad takes his coffee. I stay in my lane, I show up when I say I will, and I put everything in writing.
Your parents raised you. Helping them stay home — safely, independently, on their own terms — is the best work I know of.
Based by Georgia Tech — dead center of everything.
A little outside the circle? Ask — for the right family I'll drive.
Fifteen minutes on the phone with me, and by next week the chirping stops, the wifi works, and there's a report on your phone with a photo of your dad's new porch light.
Call or text (404) 555-0187